CHAPTER 863: CHAPTER 863: SHE DOESN’T WANT A FREE MEAL

"Waiter, check please!" Han Yan called out. She had no interest in making any more of a spectacle; her reputation was already quite notorious. Accidentally humiliating the Fifth Prince today, who knew what would become of her reputation? Stay low-key, stay low-key.

"Young Master Mu, I am Liu Ruhui, the owner of Yingfeng Building. Young Master Mu honors us with your presence, and it’s a great disrespect that I did not come out to welcome you. Please consider this meal as my apology." A plump, middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothing jogged over with a wide smile, speaking to Han Yan.

As soon as Zhao Yiba’s messenger reported the news, Liu Ruhui rushed over, but he was still a bit late.

Reasonably speaking, as the owner of Yingfeng Building, Liu Ruhui was a shrewd character, with intricate ties to various aristocratic families and even the Royal Family, so he didn’t fear Han Yan.

However, after making some inquiries about today’s events, he understood that Zhao Yiba and his group had stirred up a big mess. If others want to fight and kill, that’s their business; you just tend to your own business quietly. Even if you can’t manage it, you shouldn’t take sides.

He also knew Zhao Yiba was trying to curry favor with the Fifth Prince, but even the Fifth Prince backed down; what good would flattering do?

Seeing the longswords scattered all over the ground, Liu Ruhui wished he could strangle Zhao Yiba with his own hands.

If you must offend someone, why pick on Han Yan? Never mind the Mou Family’s young master, also one of the Eight Great Families; she’d even dare to discipline her own family members. Offending him is just courting death!

The only fortunate thing was that they acted quickly, throwing down their longswords and jumping down from the building early, not even daring to touch the Eldest Young Master Mu. Otherwise, harming some mere flowers and grass would be one thing, but if they injured that legendary fragile Jade Baby, how could they handle that?

"No need for an apology; ignorance is no crime." Han Yan wasn’t the type to hold a grudge and had no intention of making things hard for a few guards.

The reason she didn’t let the Fifth Prince and his group off easily was simply to avoid nurturing a dangerous enemy.

"Though that’s true, Yingfeng Building’s lack of discipline deserves an explanation to Young Master Mu. How about considering this meal my apology and compensation?" Liu Ruhui, understanding the vindictive tendencies of young aristocrats, was worried Han Yan might seek revenge later and hoped to calm the situation promptly.

However, he was being petty, suspecting noble intentions.

"Mr. Liu, do you think I, Han Yan, can’t pay my bill and came to your Yingfeng Building to dine and dash?" Han Yan was getting impatient, so she took out a stack of silver notes and slapped them a few times.

What a joke, the playboy reputation of the Eldest Young Master Mu was already notorious enough. If word got out that she dined and dashed, who knew how it would be twisted?

The servant, seeing the stack of silver notes in Han Yan’s hand, realized that even the smallest denomination was astronomical to him. In that moment, his eyes glazed over, embarrassed by his earlier snobbish behavior, wishing he could find a hole to hide in.

"Alright then, since Young Master Mu insists, I won’t be polite. Let me calculate... hmm... it amounts to a total of 123 taels of patterned silver." Seeing Han Yan’s righteous demeanor, Liu Ruhui seemed to understand something, pulling out a tiny golden abacus to frantically calculate, speaking seriously.

"Pfft..." Several diners sipping tea sprayed it out in laughter.